Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 118



*Colette*

I lean back against Merikh's warm bare chest, the water from the tub tinkling with the soft movement as he wraps his arms around me. My stomach flutters at his hold, his hand splaying across my water covered stomach, a soft stroking of his thumb right below my belly button. I close my eyes, relishing the way the bond seems to electrify my entire body.

"How are you feeling?" I murmur, my voice groggy as my head falls to his shoulder and I tilt my chin up toward him.

Merikh leans to the side slightly, looking down at me, his eyes scanning my face with a ghost of a smile. Then he leans down, and presses and tender kiss on the tip of my nose before he presses his cheek to mine and releases a heavy sigh.

“I am tired,” He admits, though the throbbing part of him at my back says the exhaustion hasn't completely shut off all parts of his brain. Then again, perhaps that is less of a brain response and more of a physical one.

"Mmm, understandable." I say, sighing contentedly. "Once the water grows cold, we can get some sleep."

"Hmm," his chest rumbles and I grin to myself, knowing exactly where his mind is going. Sleep sounds glorious. It always does when I am in his arms, but the thought of him slipping in and exhausting ourselves a little more is always one that's alluring.

"Hmm, What?" I tease, biting my lip as my cheeks grow heated.

"Sleep." he whispers. "Is that all you are thinking about, my little luna?"

"There is a lot on my mind." I say, wrapping my hand over his wrist as my left arm snakes up behind me and around the back of his neck.

My fingers slip down his smooth skin, entwining with his, as I creep his palm down my belly, lower and lower. Until I stop and allow his movements to take over. Merikh slips his hand right where I crave it, my breath hitching as he growls in my ear, nibbling on my sensitive lobe.

I nearly jump out of my skin when his thumb strokes me, a gasp tearing from my lips as I writhe into him, my buttocks, bucking back into him as he chuckles and lowers his head to my neck, his lips sucking and teeth teasing as he slips a finger in and I grip his neck harder, a moan on my lips as I whisper his name.

"I've barely touched you, my love," He murmurs, amused. I let out a raspy chuckle and wiggle against him, making him groan once more as he deliciously assaults me below.

takes much with you," I breathe and he hums

driving me toward that edge. Instead of allowing it to come, I tear away from him, whipping around water splashing all over the floor as I hammer my lips into his. His needy fingers don't miss a beat as they

me to straddle his massive frame and I frown up at him. Merikh shakes his head with a sexy grin, creating the most glorious dimples on his cheeks. Then he lifts me, spinning as he

behind me, as he rises to his knees and, with a single finger, he presses my knees apart, revealing me to him. I shudder in embarrassment and anticipation. A flush on my cheeks burning hot as I try to look

in a gravelly voice. "I want to see what this does to

green eyes for me. Then, without breaking our

f-f-fuck" My voice quivers as he works magic and my head falls back, my hips tilting forward, needing more searching for the warmth of him desperately. He chuckles against my flesh and it nearly sends me into a spiral of ecstasy before he slows

before biting the inside of my thigh as he presses his fingers into

gasp, "Yes....

knows it. His fingers disappear and his hands glide up my outer

his brown locks, holding him in place. Then he stops, tearing away, wiping his

ask, reaching for his

ask me if you can come." He whispers, and I scoff. Recalling the way I made him beg me for it when

what did I do to deserve such punishment?" I ask him and he

I am asking that we can redo our

love. Our initial mating, though satisfying, was less than what it should have been. We have come so far from then, grown so much as a pair, as an

needing

love you."

ie

wrapping it around me before he turns and looks me in the eye. "trust you, and in the off chance that something happens when shit goes down, I want to feel your fresh mark, not

more.” I whisper, taking his hand

I consume the words he spoke, hungrily

the towel he has just placed on me slipping away as he lifts me up and walks me

up my bare breasts, his tongue

of him filling me suddenly overwhelming as I gasp and